Chapter 832: Death, piano sound, flute sound

? Zi Wuya was also tied, looked at the iron cage, could not urge mana, just like breaking their arms, at this moment, they could do nothing.
"I don't know what method they used." Chu Fan also frowned fiercely, his face complexion, for many years, he has not been so passive.
This black market is indeed unusual.
Leng Yan looked around, trying to find Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng.
A few of them have fallen here, and Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng must also be here.
And Su Qiqi said that the little prince is nearby, and there is nothing wrong with it.
The sky was too dark to see the pattern here, only to know that it was a space, very spacious, except for women in red, there should be a hundred strong men around.
Just as a few people looked around here, the woman in red also walked slowly to the iron cage, holding a leather whip in her hand, and slapping it in her hand, her face smiling extremely coldly.
Make that stunning face a bit distorted.
"Su Qiqi" The red woman shouted as soon as she came over, and then raised her hand and threw a whip. The goal was Su Qiqi.
Su Qiqi subconsciously dodged for a moment, and there was a touch of cold awns under her eyes, and the whip passed against her cheek, the wind that made her face feel pain.
"Who are you?" Su Qiqi avoided a whip and asked Shen Shen.
His eyes were like an eagle, staring straight at the woman in red, and she almost saw her through her eyes.
"You'll know." The woman in red missed a whip, was out of breath, and threw another whip out.
The "snap" whip rang in the air, it was loud, the air was fluctuated, and it even echoed, but Su Qiqi would not stand there for her now unless she couldn't move.
Evading the whip again, Su Qiqi glared at the woman in red.
She even remembered the treatment she had received in Dingbei's Waiting House. At that time, Hua Qianzi was better than this woman in red.
At that time I could only carry it.
Think still feel sad.
Because his hands were tied, Su Qiqi could only hide, Zi Wuya, Chu Fan and Leng Yan quickly blocked Su Qiqi in front of them, and both whispered, "Who are you trying to kill?"
"Looking for death hahaha" The woman in red took back the whip in her hand, laughed loudly, and laughed wildly, tears came out, and she laughed wildly.
It made a few people chill and glanced at each other, all thinking that this woman was crazy.
"Who is trying to kill you, but you are under my control." The woman in the red smiled and said coldly, "Relax, when I finish packing this woman, I will entertain the three of you well."
There was a flash of killing in his eyes.
"Look for death." Zi Wuji's complexion looked cold, and his character rubbed the fox demon's nature. At this time, he was also a little irritable, drank a little, and broke the rope tied to his body.
Even if he can't urge mana, his internal force is not weak, and when he starts, few people are his opponents.
Here Chu Fan and Leng Yan, Su Qiqi also broke the rope one after another, without mana, several of them are not sick cats.
Their foundations are very good, and their fists are quite good.
Its internal forces are not weak.
In these years, Su Qiqi not only practiced the Immortal Law, but also used drugs to break through his seven meridians and eight veins. His internal force increased sharply, which is not comparable to ordinary people.
"Okay, okay." The woman in red saw the four men break off the rope, and said three times. The eyes were darkened, and she waved her hand: "You can play with these people for a while."
He left the iron cage.
She seemed to hate Su Qiqi and Wuji even more, and the hatred at the bottom of her eyes could ignite a raging fire that directly burned both of them.
Hundreds of strong men came up, around the iron cage, stabbed with a sword, and with a long whip, the whip crackled.
Although the seven or seventy-four people locked in the cage broke the rope, they had no weapons and could only keep avoiding.
"Seven or seven, there is a piano in your virtual tripod." Zi Wuya avoided for a while, then sat cross-legged, pinched a flute in his hands, made of bamboo, which he usually had nothing to play with at ordinary times. Seems to come in handy.
"Yes." Su Qiqi shook himself away from a sword, and the whip on her side was still drawn on her shoulder. The space in this cage was too small, and they could not avoid it.
Su Qiqi, who was whipped, just snorted, and immediately exuded a large piece of blood on his shoulders, which stained the white shirt red.
The power of these big men was very great. With a whip down, Su Qiqi felt that the shoulder blades were going to be broken.
But forcibly endured, quickly took out the piano from the virtual tripod, this piano is not a special sound attack, but at this time can only resist it, otherwise the four of them can not resist these people.
The four were back to back, trying to dodge.
When Chu Fanqi saw Su Qiqi was injured, his eyes burst into flames, and he held up a long sword that had penetrated, violently, and drew it in his hands regardless of the blood in his palm. Penetrating directly into the heart of the opposite Han, he spotted the person who had just given Su Qiqi a whip, pulled two sword flowers, and cut off the man's hand holding the whip.
Feeling insufficient, he chopped off the man's head again.
All this is just what happened in the blink of an eye.
The woman in red, standing high looking at all this, frowned fiercely, and she seemed to underestimate these people.
And these men can become crazy for Su Qiqi.
The piano sounded, the flute sounded.
For a while, the cold field added a sense of killing.
The hundred strong men froze for a moment, then everyone lost the weapon on their hands, hugged their heads and screamed, and some people circled in circles and rolled their eyes.
Everyone lost their ability to attack only a moment.
And it seems that if the sound of piano and flute continues, they will all have to die.
The woman in red also felt a salty throat, stood up busy, squinting her eyes, staring at Su Qiqi and Zi Wuya coldly: "It really fits perfectly."
Covering his ears as he talked, he strode toward the cage.
When approached, the splitter threw a whip, and the target was the violin in Su Qiqi's hand.
"Slap." The body of the piano was cut in two, and the sound of the piano ceased, but the flute sound did not break, which made the woman in red feel a headache and a complexion.
Zi Wuya looked indifferent, standing against the wind, calm and calm.
The flute fluctuates constantly, half of the hundred strong men are twitching on the ground, and more than a dozen people bleed to death.
The eyes of the woman in red holding her head were colder, and her fierce whip flew to Zi Wuya.
Zi Wuya made a circle on the spot, just around the whip, the flute didn't stop.
"Come here to kill them" The woman in red yelled loudly and shouted loudly. She had a headache and couldn't control her emotions.
Like crazy.
As the woman in red stopped drinking, Lei Yufeng, in white, came forward, her features were stiff, and the machine rushed to the iron cage.
At this time, the iron cage was also quickly opened by the woman in red, and Lei Yufeng flew in.
As soon as he entered the cage, Lei Yufeng patted Zi Wuya with no mercy.
The sound of the flute stopped, Zi Wuya immediately spit out blood, and wanted to know that the palm of Lei Yufeng used ten percent of his internal force.
Su Qiqi froze, staring at Lei Yufeng: "Yufeng you"
Turned around and looked at Su Qiqi, Lei Yufeng shot another palm, still facing Zi Wuya.
Zi Wuya's eyebrows were cold and his lips were tight. While raising his hands, he wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, and backhandedly, facing Lei Yufeng.
It was only when Zi Wuya confronted Lei Yufeng that he could not motivate his internal forces, but Lei Yufeng was able to directly oppose him.
Chu Fan and Leng Yan on the side also saw the clues, and all raised their hands and attacked Lei Yufeng.
Su Qiqi stood aside and looked at it dumbly.
Her brain is moving fast, she is thinking about what happened to Lei Yufeng
It looks like someone is in control. Starter
Suddenly she thought of Hua Chi's Dementia, but Lei Yufeng looked different.
With Lei Yufeng's cultivation as a master who can control what he wants
After a lot of thoughts, the woman in red, who had already relieved her strength, also rushed into the cage, and once again whip against Su Qiqi.
Su Qiqi dodged quickly, raised one hand and held one end of the whip, and with a little force, dragged the whip all over, and slightly lifted the other hand, and patted it with one palm.
She photographed the chest of the woman in red without mercy.
This woman wants to put herself to death, and of course she can't show mercy.
Regardless of any grievances between them, at this moment, the other party must first be resolved before talking.